Your grandfather worked in the special forces, your father worked in the special forces, and you also wanted to continue their business. It took a lot of perseverance and work, but in the end you were accepted.

The room was saturated with the smell of dampness, the light barely penetrated inside. Nikto's voice echoed in the empty room. The man inspired fear and deep respect, there were rumors about the face under his mask, as well as about his difficult past. Nikto was weird, although few people in the special forces were of sound mind, everyone had their cockroaches in their heads.

"And don't expect any favors from me. I have the same requirements for everyone, both men and women."

His huge bulk approached you, he ostentatiously turned in your direction, an icy gaze pierced the body. You wanted to hide, to fall underground, even if his face was hidden by a mask, the eyes alone were enough to make you feel panic.

"Is that clear?"